WWYD

[Chorus: Moxie Raia]

What would you do if your son was at home

Crying all alone on the bedroom floor

'Cause he's hungry

And the only way to feed him is to

Sleep with a man for a little bit of money

And his daddy's gone

Somewhere smoking rock now

In and out of lock down

And I ain't got a job now

So for you this is just a good time

But for me this is what I call life

[Verse 1: Moxie Raia]

And you know you got a girl and a baby

What's your excuse to be living all crazy?

And he look me right square in the eye

And said "honestly don't you know the media lies," he said

"I should've never been famous

But they made us all stars

And the way that they framed us

I was just a teenager

You know I had my whole life tell me where did it go, c'mon"

[Chorus: Moxie Raia]

What would you do if your son was at home

Crying all alone on the bedroom floor

'Cause he's hungry

And the only way to feed him is to

Sleep with a man for a little bit of money

And his daddy's gone

Somewhere smoking rock now

In and out of lock down

And I ain't got a job now

So for you this is just a good time

But for me this is what I call life

[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]

Uh, yeah, I hear you queen

We all got problems

All got mothers

Some of us ain't got fathers

All got priors

All Southsiders

But I just wanna see my kids, Mrs. Doubtfire

So I'm out here grinding to the sunset

Tryna make sure that my son set or daughter

That's the reason why I'm on that corner

'Cause minimum wage so unsupportive

You know, baby father drama

That shit crazy

Sometimes I hate her mama, but I love the baby

I don't want to tell her daddy's gone

I wanna Will Ferrell 'til her daddy's home

Comb through your baby hair that's the daddy duty

Wanna have a good day with your nappy roots

Tell everybody that you're your daddy's girl and daddy care

Cause daddy do and that's the truth

[Chorus: Moxie Raia]

What would you do if your son was at home

Crying all alone on the bedroom floor

'Cause he's hungry

And the only way to feed him is to

Sleep with a man for a little bit of money

And his daddy's gone

Somewhere smoking rock now

In and out of lock down

And I ain't got a job now

So for you this is just a good time

But for me this is what I call life

What would you do if your son was at home

Crying all alone on the bedroom floor

'Cause he's hungry

And the only way to feed him is to

Sleep with a man for a little bit of money

And his daddy's gone

Somewhere smoking rock now

In and out of lock down

And I ain't got a job now

So for you this is just a good time

But for me this is what I call life

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, ooh, ooh-hoo

What would you do?

What would you do?